Conan’s Corpse Picker

A few reporters in the front row chatted for a while, wiped off any poison that might have been on their bodies, and then began to type hard on the keyboard to write a report.

The two of them heard such explosive news just now, and ran back immediately without having time to read the follow-up - the plane was almost arriving in Hokkaido, and before landing, they had to sort out what they had just heard and send it out quickly. You won’t be upstaged by others in first class. There was so much material that even if the three of them divided the work, it would be enough for them to immerse themselves in sorting it out for a while.

The three people who were working hard had no idea how much impact their words had on an innocent passenger in the back seat.

Okiya Subaru: "..." Deep down, he wanted to go to the United States, but was stopped by his boss. In the end, his life was ruined because of this resistance?

Is it an illusion? I always feel that the more I hear it, the more familiar it sounds... Uzo, is Uzo hitting him again? Or was this just one of the knockout plans originally reserved, but even though he surrendered later, Uzo was too lazy to withdraw?

No matter what, if you see it, you can’t ignore it.

Okiya Subaru silently took out his mobile phone, opened the mailbox in airplane mode, and saved the draft in it first, intending to send this email to his boss as soon as he could send it——[I have no interest in the United States now, and I have no interest in it. I am willing to stay in Japan for your dispatch. It is an honor to play my role under you. ]

After writing these few lines and glancing back, Subaru Okiya felt a little fake.

But if he doesn't express his position, he always feels that he can't feel at ease - for a fanatic like Uzo who likes to use living people and murder cases to write emails to his subordinates... Well, for such a talented scriptwriter, if his subordinates are interested in his script There was no expression at all, it was just like the boss sent an important message to the employees, but the employees completely ignored him. It's okay to meet a generous superior, but if you meet a careless one, you might be noted in the notebook.

Write, must write!

Subaru Okiya bit the bullet and wrote this email, which contained 0% true feelings and 100% sincerity.

Okiya Subaru: "..." The only thing he is thankful for is that he booked the flight too late and did not reserve the WiFi service for this flight. Now he cannot send an email - he just used this impeccable reason to calm down and wait and see his boss. What is the purpose of it, and then decide whether to post it or not? Things may turn around.

…

Perhaps it is the similar prayers of different people that trigger some kind of wonderful effect.

As soon as Subaru Okiya finished his thoughts, the next moment, things really took a turn for the better.

——The plane that was originally flying smoothly in the sky suddenly dived downwards, feeling weightless. The group of people fell to pieces in the cabin, as if they had arrived at the scene of an air crash in an instant.

Okiya Subaru was always wearing his seat belt and luckily he didn't fly out. He held the phone that was almost out of his hands with force, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest for a moment: "..." What's going on? ! This feeling of weightlessness... could it be that the plane is really crashing? !

"You still can't get over it after all? You shouldn't have written an email just now, you should have used your precious time to write a suicide note... But why did the plane crash suddenly??" Subaru Okiya's face was pale, and his thoughts were confused:

"Is this actually Uzo's real punishment for the traitor? He made me think that he forgave me for escaping, and then when I thought I had a new life, he died on the plane with his dream... No, I will die if I die. , but Jiang Xia and Yi Yi are still on the flight! Do you want to kill two such interesting people together? No, this is not in line with the boss's habits... Or maybe Wuzuo has actually been tired of playing for a long time, and now he wants to Pack up and clean up the things you find annoying?”

A large number of chaotic thoughts ran through Okiya Subaru's mind, and finally gathered into a silent cry: Help -! !

…

the other side.

Maya Hashimoto and Ireland, who were waiting quietly, were also disrupted by the sudden change. They also lost their footing and fell in the cabin.

Maya Hashimoto got up in disgrace, silently tore off the cross from his chest, and slammed the prayer object to the ground: I was praying for a turnaround, not a crash! Not this kind of sudden turn of events!

Unlike this highly watered-down false believer, Ireland is completely atheistic.

He struggled to stand still and quickly rushed to the cockpit, asking as he ran: "What's going on?!"

Before getting an answer, Ireland saw clearly what happened in the cockpit - the captain covered his neck, twisted and struggled for a long time, and finally lost consciousness completely. He fell forward and hit the joystick. The body also pressed against the dashboard.

The autopilot mode was released, and the plane dived all the way down, about to crash through the clouds.

"..." Ireland wanted to tear the unconscious bastard captain into pieces. He scolded the dumbfounded flight attendant next to him, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Carry him away and let him roll as far away from the control column as possible!" "

The stewardess was a little flustered and a little aggrieved: "I, I can't lift him, he's too heavy."

Ireland couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "When you women usually kill people and silence them, each one is more efficient at transporting the body and forging the scene. Now why can't you do it?" - and the female high school student who just bumped into him. , this guy who looks so slender and weak actually looks like a cannonball when he hits someone.

When Jiang Xia quickly dodged just now, Ireland was still laughing in his mind that this high school detective was worthless and had to evade in a hurry when being chased by a little girl. But later, after receiving that blow, he discovered that the detective was indeed a detective, good at accumulating experience, and very smart.

Although the flight attendant was angry because of Mao Lilan, now is obviously not the time to dwell on such trivial matters.

Ireland stepped forward, picked up the captain who was pressed on the control column, and threw him aside.

Once he got started, he realized that this kind of adult male who was so faint that he was unconscious was indeed heavy. Normally he had no trouble picking up both of them with one hand, but when he pulled them hard, he was suddenly sore that half of his body shook.

——The day before yesterday, Ireland was hit on the shoulder by an adult male who fell from the third floor. He was hit by an object of this height and weight. He was lucky to survive. Today is the day when the injury is the most painful. When swelling occurs.

And that's not all. Yesterday at noon, in order to avoid the faller who was kicked towards him, he reopened the injury with violent movements. Last night, he was plotted against by that bastard Uzo, and he lay down on the cold street downstairs for a long time. In a short period of time, my shoulders will become more sore and painful as soon as they catch a cold. In addition, I was bumped into by that female high school student in the corridor just now...

All kinds of terrible negative situations were added up. When Ireland threw himself in front of the driver's seat and tried to pull the joystick, he actually let go.